The reborn little milk bag, the Taoist ancestor of the immortal world comes to farm

Chapter 2: Mustard Space
Su Hanlin listened to the voice in her ears, and felt a gurgling feeling of hunger in her stomach.

She has been fasting for tens of thousands of years, but she is actually hungry? !
People eat whole grains, but she is the Taoist ancestor, so how can she have the desire to eat and drink?

The next second she slapped her face directly.

I suppressed the hunger in my belly, thinking that I would be able to endure it, but the hunger became more and more obvious.

It was almost a subconscious reaction. Unable to bear it any longer, a childish and clear cry resounded throughout the Su family.

Don't say it, you really don't say it, you are crying quite loudly.

Hearing the cry of the milk baby, everyone rushed to the woman's house.

The woman who was crying just now immediately held her in her arms and patted her body.

"Oh, okay, dear, are you hungry? Wait a minute, Mom, I'll make some malted milk for you." The woman coaxed calmly.

But the baby in her arms was crying louder and louder, and Su Hanlin couldn't control the baby's physiological reaction.

It's really embarrassing. She's a Taoist ancestor. Even if she's hungry, she still needs milk like a wet baby! ! !
Tong Xiaying coaxed the baby.

"Third daughter-in-law, please give me the baby first. There is also some malted milk to make for the baby first."

After drinking the sweet malted milk, Su Hanlin immediately stopped crying and sucked the malted milk in big gulps.

While drinking, he looked at the people around him.

Tong Xiaying looked at the child in the old lady's arms, sobbed uncontrollably and wiped her tears.

"I can't blame you for the lack of milk. Don't take it upon yourself. When your sister-in-law just gave birth to her baby, she also had no milk and fed her with rice soup." Mrs. Su comforted her. Written by Tong Xiaying.

"Grandma, my little sister is so good, she doesn't cry once she's fed.

These eyes are so beautiful, round and round.It seems to be watching us. "The eldest aunt's second daughter who spoke, Xiaomei.

"Mom, can I hug my sister after she drinks milk?" Su Qiuyue, who was as big as a brat, looked at her mother longingly.

She is Tong Xiaying's second daughter and the eighth eldest among the grandchildren of the Su family.

She is eight years old, but looking at her, she looks like a five or six-year-old girl, short, sallow and thin.

The old lady lowered her head, looked at the little granddaughter in her arms, and shook her head: "That's not possible, you are too young to hold her now."

There were a group of children surrounding her in front of her, but they were all stooped, short and thin. If they were thrown into the Taming Mountain, they probably wouldn't survive for half an hour.

People in this time and space are too weak.

Su Hanlin frowned and looked at everyone.

The old lady was also sallow and thin, her eyes were hollow, and she was so skinny that her skin and bones could be seen.

This reincarnated family seems to be quite poor? !
Combined with what I heard just now, it seems that it was her father in this body who brought disaster to this family? !
She has long been indifferent to worldly affairs, and has long been indifferent to the warmth and coldness of the world. However, when she sees Tong Xiaying crying and the scars on her face, she still feels angry in her heart.

It is said that all men in the world are ruthless and selfish, but they never expected that they could even attack their own wife, who is a wretched wife, as well as their parents who have given birth to children...

"Mom, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, what will you do if you can't borrow food?"

It doesn't matter if they don't eat, they are just such little babies.

Don't miss a single meal.

The old lady sighed, because of that bastard, they couldn't get along with each other in the village now.

Everyone in the village looked down upon their family. If it were in the past, although the friendship would not be as good as before, it would still be possible to borrow a few kilograms of grain.

But now they are like rats crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats them, but they don't say anything.

When others see them, they run away.

Everyone is afraid of having anything to do with their old Su family.

Su Hanlin used mind-reading skills to read the thoughts of the family.

I understand the old lady’s difficulty.

"Boss, take this bracelet of mine and sell it on the black market. You can exchange it for a can of malted milk and give our family some food.

I'm afraid it won't be possible to borrow food from the villagers now. "

All the women in their old Su family sold all the jewelry they could sell, just to buy more food for the family.

All the dowries of the sisters-in-law were sold, and the only thing left in the family was the bracelet on the old lady's hand.

After carrying it for decades, it was still the old lady’s dowry when she got married.

Mrs. Su's natal family failed to survive the famine years in the previous two years and all died.

Now she was alone.

"Mom, how is this possible? This is the only thing grandma left for you." Tong Xiaying refused immediately.

“These things are all external to the body and cannot be taken away by death.

I am already half-lying in a coffin.

When we go down there, we can also meet your grandma and her family.

What do I keep this for?Use this bracelet to exchange some food for our family.Better than anything else. "As he said that, he took off the shiny bracelet on his hand and gave it to the boss.

Tong Xiaying felt bitter in her heart and could only cry silently. She couldn't do anything to help.Su Hanlin pursed his lips. There is no hell in this world, so why talk about meeting underground.

After drinking malted milk, my hunger was relieved.

After regaining her appetite, she felt bad all over.

This feeling of hunger is really driving people crazy!
I haven’t felt the feeling of not having enough to eat in tens of thousands of years.

Grains and grains are life to these humans.

Without food, humans will die.

Even though she now knew that the family was in great difficulty, there was nothing she could do about it.

She has lost all her cultivation and has no spiritual energy at all. How can she help them?

Helpless, Su Hanlin closed her eyes and started practicing with her spiritual consciousness.

As soon as the child fell asleep, everyone fell silent and left the house.

Newborn babies spend most of their time sleeping.

Throughout the day, he would only howl a few words when he was hungry, and the rest of the time, he would be too lazy to move.

She and Su Hanlin were the only ones left in the house.

Tong Xiaying looked at her little girl and couldn't help but think of her lazy father who only knew how to eat, drink, whore and gamble, and would beat people when he was drunk.

Days like this, where she could see the end at a glance, made her breathless.

Sometimes she felt that there was no need to live anymore.

Her life was ruined by that man.

Su Hanlin: ...Woman, the only one who can save you is yourself. If you don’t save yourself, you will only perish.

It is said that you should not shed tears during confinement, but this woman may feel that she has too few confinement diseases.

It's windy again, and it's angry and sad.

Thinking too much will only affect her comfort in drawing the sword, and her consciousness will directly enter the space of the weapon spirit.

Out of sight out of mind!

She was a baby, unable to speak or do anything.

Trying to ask her to comfort the woman might scare the woman to death.

"Artifact."

"Hey, Master, I'm here." A small meat dumpling rolled out.

"You came with me, so did my Mustard Seed Space follow you?"

"I don't know. The mustard space is bound to the master's consciousness, but the master's consciousness is now broken..."

For a moment, Su Hanlin concentrated his consciousness and silently said, "Broken!"

Suddenly he flashed into the Mustard Seed space, and what he saw was no longer a spiritual fairyland, but a barren, lifeless gray world.

The entire Mustard Seed space seemed to be torn apart, shattered.

All the objects in the mustard space are created by her.

The retreat is also in the mustard space.

The sealed mustard space is like a small independent world.

In this space, she created countless pavilions, endless mountains, spiritual fields, and a spiritual spring waterfall falling from the sky.

The speed flew down, converging into a silver-white wave.

Birds and animals, everything that one expects to find.

There are countless low-level and high-level spiritual beasts.

But at this moment, there is nothingness and depression in front of me. There are no rare and exotic fruits, birds and animals, immortal grass and spiritual pets...

The spiritual spring water that originally came from the Nine Immortals Yao Pond is now working hard like water dripping through stone, trying to gather into a great river.

The river has dried up and now only a small river stall remains.

Is lingering.

Divine consciousness is bound to the Mustard Seed space, and the source of the spiritual energy in the space comes from her spiritual power.

Now that all cultivation is lost and the space is unable to support it, it will naturally fall apart.

However, the worst thing right now is not the collapse of space, but the depletion of spiritual energy.

Fortunately, the space is sealed and there is a spiritual spring that can be used.

After cleansing the tendons and cutting the marrow, you can start to build the foundation again and practice again.

She had to start in kindergarten again, but fortunately she started over with experience this time.

(End of this chapter)